Prompt Post 1

[makkachin]

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<sub>Names:
-Yuuri Katsuki
-Victor Nikiforov
-Yuri Plisetsky
-Seung Gil Lee
-Emil Nekola
-Otabek Altin
-Georgi Popovich
-Cristophe Giacometti
-Guang-Hong Il
-Jean-Jacques Leroy
-Phichit Chulanont
-Michele Crispino
-Kenjiro Minami
-Leo De La Iglesia

-Toshiya Katsuki, Hiroko Katsuki, Mari Katsuki
-Takeshi Nishigori, Yuko Nishigori, Axel / Lutz / Loop Nishigori
-Minako
-Hisashi Morooka
-Yakov Feltsman
-Celestino Cialdini
-Mira Babicheva
-Lilia Baranovskaya
-Sara Crispino
-Kolya Plisetsky</sub>


Ao3 collection:
https://archiveofourown.org/collections/YuriOnIceKink

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Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [8/?])

[(Anonymous)]

Yuuri started moving, and it wasn't gentle. He drew back excruciatingly slow, giving Yuri time to feel how empty he was and start to wiggle his hips for it, and then he plunged back inside, filling Yuri all at once and making his eyes roll back in his head. Yuri didn't know how Yuuri had figured out exactly what he needed, but if he could have tilted his chin down at all, he would have kissed him.

Yuri's lips parted at the thought. Yuuri was fucking him and they'd never even kissed. It was such a strange thing to go through his head - Yuri was sure he never would have thought of it if his whole body didn't crave every bit of contact he could get. Yuuri's teeth around his throat had him limp and pliant just like they would on the back of his neck. Yuri opened his eyes, blinking the haze out of them.

Victor was looking down at both of them, biting his lip, his face tight with the strain of holding his own urges back. They were hungry on the line of Yuuri's back and the flex of his muscles as he fucked Yuri in long, ruthless strokes. Yuri managed to lift an arm, his fingers wrapping around Victor's elbow.

"He's so-" Yuri gasped, and couldn't even finish the sentence because Yuuri hitched Yuri's thighs up over his elbows and sank in at an angle that pounded right on Yuri's prostate.

Yuri would emphatically insist later that the noise he made was not a shriek. He couldn't even hear himself make it over the blood rushing in his ears. His other hand scrambled for Victor too, clutching at him for dear life.

Yuuri was still fucking him in the same rhythm, both exquisitely brutal and frustratingly slow, like the rise of the ocean tides. Every hard, deep thrust made Yuri jerk like he was being shocked.

His eyes were open, staring up at Victor's face. Victor looked down at him, flushed and breathing hard, his teeth digging into his lip until it turned white.

Yuri wanted them to kiss him. It didn't seem like too much to ask, but he could barely writhe under Yuuri with Yuuri's bite right there and his instincts screaming to submit and let the alpha take him.

"Yuuri," he moaned, trying to rock his hips faster. Yuuri's teeth finally moved away from his windpipe, releasing some of Yuri's instinctual paralysis, but it was apparently only so Yuuri could bite playfully at the beat of Yuri's pulse.

"Ngggh, Yuuri-" Yuri could feel his heart pounding. "Victor."

"Shh, Yura, we've got you." Victor stroked his hair again.

Yuri could have laughed if he had the breath. "No, you idiot, come here."

He pulled at Victor's arms, and Victor bent down until their faces were close enough for Yuri to lean up and kiss him. It was upside down and it felt weird, but it was worth it for the little surprised sound from Victor. His mouth was hot, his skin overheated just like Yuri's, and he shuddered a little under the grip of Yuri's hands. Yuri would have felt bad for him, having to wait for another omega to finish with his alpha, except Victor had already been knotted and Yuri still needed it so bad it was like a hunger.

Yuuri's thrusts jarred him back into Victor's lap so hard he nearly bit Victor's tongue. The overwhelming satisfaction of finally being filled up the way he wanted was starting to subside into impatience. Yuuri stretched him open just right, thick inside of him, but he needed more.

"Faster," he demanded, squeezing Yuuri's ribs with his knees. "I know you can fuck me better than that."

Yuuri's eyes were narrowed when he lifted his face away from Yuri's neck. Instead of doing what Yuri asked, he pulled out. Yuri took a breath to say something rude about Yuuri's heat manners, but it left him in a yelp when Yuuri flipped him over like he weighed nothing.

Yuri's body took over, spreading his legs and leaning down on his elbows, his face pressed into Victor's thigh. Victor's scent was cloying, this close, making him almost as dizzy as the feeling of Yuuri rubbing his cock over Yuri's skin. He was wet down the insides of his thighs, and Yuuri ground against him lazily, like he had all the time in the world.

"Yuuri, you fucker," Yuri moaned. "Please?"

"Just as long as you remember," Yuuri said, his breath on the nape of Yuri's neck. Yuri blushed, feeling more slick run out of him in response to having Yuuri's mouth there, so close to where he'd bite to claim.

Then Yuuri's cock was in him again, and Yuuri started to fuck him fast and frantic like Yuri had asked, and he couldn't think of anything at all.

His nose was full of Victor's scent. Victor still had his hand in Yuri's hair, but it rested limply on the back of his head like Victor didn't have the power to do anything else but watch and squirm and wait his turn. Yuri could smell the edge of desperation on him and mouthed at Victor's skin, licking at traces of the slick on his thigh.

"Yuri," Victor said, sounding strangled. "If you don't want to-"

"Shut up," Yuri said in exasperation. Trust Victor to try and be the self-sacrificing one. "I just want to know what you taste like."

Yuuri's rhythm faltered and he gasped against Yuri's neck, which made Yuri smirk against Victor's skin and turn his head just enough to run his tongue over Victor's cock.

Victor moaned like he was dying, grinding his cock against Yuri's face. Yuri let him, and caught the head between his lips when it came close enough, sucking him down. It felt good to be filled at both ends, and it made Victor's scent spike as he got wetter. Yuri hummed around his mouthful, pleased with himself.

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [8/?])

[shiroi_ten]

OH MY GOD THIS IS AMAZING!!!! I am in awe of how you pace every post??? And its so hot I CRY. YES threesome!!!!

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [8/?])

[(Anonymous)]

IDK which is the hottest, Yuri just going for what he wants, Yuuri not giving it until Yuri asks nicely, or Victor watching and trying to control his desperation!

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [8/?])

[(Anonymous)]

Didn't think it could get any hotter, and then fucking hell it did. Yes please to Yuri giving it 110% and getting it from both of them at once, dear author, you are hitting all of my kinks.